Recovering from the Flu

I had to write this morning because we are all, finally, emerging from the fog of the stomach flu. It hit Liam on Monday morning. He is the most ridiculously happy kid for being such a sick little man. He would throw up and then smile at us. It wasn’t until he developed a terrible diaper rash that he became fussy and even then, only when he had a wet diaper. It hit me hard Tuesday afternoon and Leif that night. We ended up calling my mom at 5am to come to our rescue as neither of us could stand up and poor little Liam needed someone to comfort him. What would we do without my mom?!!? She has been such a trooper and deserves so much credit for coming into our house when we were all so contagiously ill. She saved us until Thursday evening and then spent the entire night throwing up. We felt TERRIBLE. We are calling it the “6 lbs in 18 hours diet.”

Today is Saturday morning and everyone is feeling much better. Last night was probably the most enjoyable time I have ever spent with Liam. He woke up from a long nap just in time for his daddy to come home from work and he was so so SO happy. For almost 3 hours, he just hung out with us and giggled. He was talking like crazy…telling his grandma how much he likes to eat bananas. After his bath he layed by the fire for 45 minutes and showed off his rolling over and foot in mouth skills. He thought it was HILARIOUS and, of course, so did all of us.